Zim led the females into the kitchen. He had pulled the table out into the center of the room to allow for another chair. He set the table so that they could sit across from each other, Jack Lynn and Gaz at one end, and Zim at the head of the table. He figured this would make Jack Lynn a little more comfortable.

He pulled both females' chairs out to be polite, and pushed them in when they sat down.

Zim noted how Jack Lynn was stiffing the air, her stomach growling. He allowed himself a small smirk at that...she liked the scent of the food.

He brought out a fresh bottle of Skleck and poured some for them. He set bottles of water before them as well.

"Apologies, Zim cannot make contact with the water. You will have to pour it yourselves"

Gaz looked at him curiously.

"You cant touch the water?'

Zim cursed under his breath...he feared he was getting too relaxed with Gaz...he had already risked so much letting her be privy to everything.

"Zim is eh...allergic... Hydrogen in liquid or vapor form causes burns. It is ingestable...not topical. I made some side dishes...There are none of the appetizers though, my apologies."

He spoke as he took the covers off of the still steaming soup and the salad. The females gave the food their hungry appraisal. They seemed pleased, which pleased Zim.

~~~~~~~~~~Jacklynn

She looked over the food in anticipation...But waited patiently as Zim served them salads first, using tongs to divvy up the dish into The first of two bowls on their stack of flatware...The table setting was...so formal...a bowl for salad sat in a bowl for soup, which sat on a dinner plate on top of a dessert plate...salad fork, dinner fork, dessert fork...soup spoon, dessert spoon, cloth napkins, wine glass, which he had poured that sweet smelling drink into, water glass...There were odd little candles, burning with a gentle purple flame, even some white roses were in a vase for a centerpiece... Jacklynn snicckered under her breath, she figured those had to have came from the neighbor's...Mrs. Crenk would be pissed if she noticed.

She looked at the salad...the leaves were...odd, like lacey spinach, there were purple mushrooms, what looked like cucumber, pink tomatoes?...bacon bits...

"Zim?...are these vegetables Irken? "

"Yes Jack Lynn...safe to eat, Zim checked first. Here." He passed her a small pitcher of what had to be dressing. It smelled like oil and vinegar and had some seasoning floating in it. She drizzled some over her salad and timidly tried a bite...holy shit! You'd think that she had bever eaten a leaf before!

Every bite tasted like Earth vegetables...but on steroids. Jacklynn scarfed down her salad and reached for more before Zim could even attempt to serve her. Gaz reached for seconds as well, asking Zim if he wanted more before emptying the bowl into hers.

Salads done, Zim collected the bowls and put them in the sink before ladelling out the soup.

"What is this Zim?" Gaz asked as she grabbed a spoon and tried a bite, her eyes widening. Jacklynn was already eating hers, soft purrs coming from her that she didn't seem aware of.

"Soup...I found a recipe for this one. It is corn, garlic, squash, and red potatoes emulsified. There is also butter, spices, cream... Is it good?"

"Its amazing...thank you Zim"

He purred himself at Jack Lynn's compliment. She was starting to look better, some color had returned to her cheeks ...though that might be a blush.

"Zim wants you happy, cared for. Zim wants to provide."

Jack Lynn blushed harder and turned back yo her soup, grabbing seconds, and thirds polishing off the rest, after Gaz and Zim both had seconds.

Again, Zim collected the plates, then uncovered the steaming cornish hens. He plated them with the asparagus and poured some of the butter sauce onto the plate, then the Skleck reduction over the chicken. The odd little deviled eggs were the first thing Jack Lynn tried. Her eyes rolled back and a low moan emitted from her. Instantly making Zims antannai shoot up. He did his best to surpress the soft growl from low in his chest.

Gaz looked between them, wide eyed. Jack Lynn seemed nit to notice, but Zim caught her eye and blushed as he turned to his chicken.

"Zim...this is falling off of the bone! It's so tender!"

Jack Lynn praised as she set down her knife to simply pull meat off of the carcass with her fork. Zim smiled with pride.

"Thank you Jack Lynn...I am happy you enjoy it."

With the hens' bones picked clean and the sauces wiped clean off the plates with bread. Zim collected the plates again and brought dessert out from the fridge. He cut a piece for each of them.

"Tiramisu!?" Jack Lynn looked wide eyed.

Zim smiled.

"I have been informed it is your favorite."

Jack Lynn smiled at him and Gaz before sinking her fork in for the first bite. Again...that moan...Zims fork slipped against his plate, nearly pushing his dessert off of it...again, he had to surpress a growl... he would feed her all day and night long as long as she would make those sounds.

He nearly choked on his bite when he caught it...that scent of hers again...she was releasing pheromones. His loins responded immediately, making him groan.

"Are you...okay Zim?" Gaz said looking at him, an eyebrow cocked. He smiled nervously.

"Yes, just...too much food...Need excuse... many sorries."

~~~~~~~~~~~Gaz

Shed been watching both of them carefully. Jack was better...but she was acting a little off...it was like she was getting off on the food...and Zim was clearly getting effected by it.

Zim rushed off upstairs. Gaz just barymade out the sight of him holding himself between the legs with how fast he shot up...she doubted it was because he had to pee.

Jack looked up from her make out session with her food, her antennai perked up.

"What's wrong with Zim?"

Gaz laughed.

"You are...moaning over your food. I think he got turned on. "

Jack went wide eyed and turned bright green. Gaz laughed.

"Gaz...I don't know what's wrong with me..."

"Well, you're a big ball of stress, you havent had good food that you didn't cook in how long...you just turned part alien..."

"No, Gaz, I mean...I think its instincts?...Zim doing stuff like this...it causes these reactions. I cant stop it."

Gaz pondered this a moment and shrugged.

"You agreed to him courting you right? This coukd be part if it... from what Ive heard, Irkens are...pretty brutal. Zims all on about providing and protecting...I think you may be reacting to that. Its probably just part of the process...but now that its begun... i don't think you can back off. The medic says you guys have imprinted, thats why you were both hurting from being apart. Until you mate, thats going to keep happening."

The girls both jumped as suddenly there was a booming roar from upstairs. Gaz blushed. Jacklynn looked pale.

"W...was that Zim?! Should i go see if-"

"He's fine Jack..." She gave Jack a knowing look and watched as it sunk in. Her antennai twitched and her blush damn near turned purple.

"That couldn't have been ...No..."

" Oh it could have, and yes... What's taking him? He should be done right?"

~~~~~~~~~Zim

He laid there, panting, his snorblast still throbbing in his hand, soewing his fluids. He let it go and cursed. He forgot it took time to go down, but damnit he just couldn't take it anymore. The pressure had been too much.

After ten minutes, he managed to retract his genitals and get himself cleaned up and dressed. In his hurry to get back downstairs, he forgot to telk the computer to clean up his bed...